"Calling a code blue saved the baby's life."
If Kayla's mom was not a shifter, it would not be possible for the baby to survive too. Still, no one expected that she would be pregnant.
'Angel' and Kayla were busy eating in the hospital cafeteria while waiting for the results. Mila, Kayla's mom, was due to give birth this month, and that at least was a blessing.
They had yet to know the cause and time of death. There were no visible fractures, so they needed more analysis of Mila's body. The baby, however, was a different story.
Pyr rubbed the back of his head. He had promised Henry that he would look after his family. A promise he will be keeping, but dammit, bureaucracy was something he cannot fight.
He looked at his mate. The name Kayla gave was good, she did have angel-like qualities…as long as people don't rile her. She had already wrist-tossed three of his crew, and he was fine with it.
She was beautiful? No, that is not the right word.
She was interesting. From her innate knowledge of how to throw someone like they were a piece of paper, up to the way she cared for Kayla like she was her own.
She was not the kind of woman that would cause people to have a second look. However, he would take a second look, a third, and a fourth…
She has this natural skin color that highlights her black-brown hair. Her round face housed her almond-shaped eyes and pert little nose. It also looked like it had been broken before. Sensual pale pink lips were busy savoring the cake the head cook had provided for her and Kayla.
"Is everything okay?"
Ven let out a tired sigh before he sat beside Pyr. He also set a half tray of lasagna and a pitcher of ice tea. He took two bites of the food before he could reply.
"All the women are safe. Skye was right, some of the boys on the other container were related to the women we rescued. I let Vo and Crackers handle them. They are on the way to the compound as we speak, or eat rather." He filled his glass and took a long drink. "Kayla looked like Mila when she was a kid. To think Henry stayed by her side until she was at the right age to claim her."
"She was his mate," Pyr replied. Now that both of them were gone, and it was his duty to make sure their kids would be protected as well.
"The baby?"
"Is being extracted. They had to chase me out of the OR. The patch was making some of the people there nervous." There was a sarcastic grin on his face when the head nurse scolded some of the said people.
"All of you are a bunch of hypocrites! You let your eyes do the judging, maygad!" The head nurse looked at him with an apologetic look on her face. "Thank you, Mr. Draconian. You, SAVE LIVES OF COUNTLESS WOMEN AND CHILDREN, from harm."
Pyr recounted what happened, and the other man laughed. Trust Nurse Rei to be blunt with the people in the waiting room. She was one of the few humans they could trust in this hospital. Other than the president of course.
Both looked at the occupants at the next table. The woman had her back against the wall, while Kayla somehow ended up on her lap. Anyone who would see them would think they were such a sweet pair.
Pyr threw a crumpled tissue at them. Angel was able to catch it even with her eyes closed. She opened one of her eyes and glared at him. Jin preened at her. Do you think she could see you? He asked his beast. It pouted and released a puff of smoke.
"The doctor said she has a dissociative fugue. A kind of amnesia that is rare," Pyr wanted to bang his head on the table again but refrained himself.
Ven was silent. He couldn't blame his Vice President. The way the woman moved screamed she was a mole. Yet, the flash of fear in her eyes when the doctor told them her condition cannot be faked.
Whoever she was, 'Angel', was their mate.
"Mr. Draconian?" One of the OR nurses called him. He stood up and began taking off his patch. Since no one was in the cafeteria other than the four of them, the air was a lot cooler. Angel was only wearing a hospital gown provided by the doctor. The way she leaned back against the wall was to lessen the cold air she was feeling.
Pyr knew she could feel his approach, he could also feel Ven scrutinizing his actions. Slowly, he sat beside them.
He looked at Kayla first. The little girl was able to change clothes. The hospital has some good quality children's clothes. They were still hospital clothes, but they were clean, and she was safe.
"Here," he said. She raised one eyebrow as if asking, "Here what?" He also raised one eyebrow in response. "The wall or the warmth?" He asked. She gave a defeated sigh and tried to sit up straight, but couldn't. Frustrated, she could only slump against the wall.
Pyr touched the back of her neck and began to help her peel her back from the wall. When there was enough room, he slipped his patch behind her. His patch was large, and it hung around her. She slowly maneuvered Kayla so she could properly wear it.
Man and best smiled inwardly when she gave a happy sigh. As a shifter, they could generate more body heat, so his patch was still warm even if it just covered her exposed back. "Try to take a nap. I will be talking to Mila's doctor and checking on the baby. Ven is here, both of you will be safe."
She nodded and closed her eyes. Exhaustion was written all over her body. Pyr could see a part of her wanted to protest his concern, then again, she had no memory of who she was. Furthermore, Kayla had bonded to her.
He kissed Kayla on her forehead before walking away from them. He didn't look at Ven, knowing the significance of his actions.
You see, for a patch to be worn by another, especially the opposite sex, could only mean one thing…
His Old Lady.
And Pyr Draconian had finally found his.